She Gets Eight

It was at the local book store that I first saw the most popular mother in the 21st century.

I think that everyone knows who I am talking about. She was there signing her latest book on motherhood.

There weren't that many people in line waiting to have their books signed. I overheard her say that she needed a cup of coffee.

I had noticed that her agent had gone to the bathroom and no one from the bookstore was paying anyone attention to her.

I walked over and offered to get her a coffee. She told me what she wanted in the coffee. I went over to the cafe and got her, her coffee. I returned and handed her, her coffee.

"Careful!" I said, "It is still pretty hot!"

She smiled at me and thanked me for getting it and offered to pay me for it. "My pleasure Ma'am." I said. Up close she wasn't as bad looking as all the photos of her showed. And she was quite pleasant to talk to. I did have to move away as about a dozen people came over to have their books signed.

"Pleasure meeting You Ma'am." I said as I started to walk away.

"You too and thank you again for the coffee!" She said.

As I exited the store I came face to face with her again.

"Well hello again!" She said.

"Hello again." I said

"Thanks again for the coffee!" She said and smiled. She took my hand and shook it and slipped something in it as well.

She got in her limo, waved at me and left.

I waited for a bit and then looked at what she had slipped me. It was her personal cell phone number.

I called the number and she answered.

"Hello!" She said.

We talked for a few moments and then she asked me to meet her at her hotel for dinner. I was a bit hesitant but after a few minutes of talking, I acquiesced.

"So say seven? She said.

"Yes seven" I said.

She gave me the hotel and the room number, and then hung up.

I went home and took a shower and shaved. I got out my brown cargo pants and a tweed blazer to go with my powder blue shirt.

I got to the hotel a few minutes before seven and called her room from the lobby phone.

"Oh come on up Mike." She was all so bubbly.

I got on the elevator and pushed the buttons to the tenth floor. I got out and found her room number. She opened the door and was still in the hotel white fluffy robe.

"Come on in" She said and walked away. She went into the bathroom. I sat on the couch and leafed through a magazine that had her on the cover.

She came back out in a red dress and red stiletto heels. She had on diamond earrings.

"So where are you taking me?" She asked.

I mentioned where I thought she might like to go. She scowled.

"I don't think so Mister!" She said and went on to tell me where we would be going and after dinner to a dance club.

"Boy she's one bossy lady!" I thought to myself. "I can see why your old man divorced her."

But I thought getting to fuck this semi famous lady would sound good on my bragging resume.

So I took her out to the posh restaurant and to the exclusive dance club.

We went back to her hotel and she sat on the couch next to me. She called down and got some champagne.

Room Service came and left quickly not waiting for a tip.

She started kissing me and driving her tongue down my throat. She ripped opened my shirt and started biting my nipples.

She reached down and undid my belt and unbuttoned my pants. She started to kiss her way down toward my cock.

She took me in her mouth and sucked my eight inches down slowly, dragging her teeth against my shaft. She was driving me wild with her passionate love making.

"Hey!" I started to say.

"Shhhh; lay back and let me suck you, and then I am going to ride your cock." She said, and then went back to bobbing her head up and down on my cock. She got it nice and hard.

She stood up and slipped off her white panties. Then she lifted up her dress and sat on my throbbing cock.

"WOO HOO!" She screamed as she rode me harder and deeper with each stroke. Soon I was cumming inside her. Over the course of the weekend we made love so many times that I lost count. By the time I left her hotel room I was sore from our love making.

I drove home thinking what she said before I left. "If you are ever down my way come look me up."

I thought to myself.

"Dream on Lady, dream on!"